With that in mind, peruse the following TRUE story, which follows the simultaneous action of two seperate
poopers...
Dave
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Dave's coworker
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MORNING, ONE FINE DAY. Dave gets into work and enjoys a bagel and coffee. After a few hours of hard
work at inadequate pay, his stomach starts a-rumblin'...
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MORNING, ONE FINE DAY. Dave's co-worker gets into work and enjoys a breakfast that probably consisted
of refriend beans and a couple of gallons of milk. After a few hours of hard work, his stomach starts
a-rumblin'...
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Being the ever-dillegent worker that he is, Dave decides to wait two more minutes before adjourning to the
little boys' room.
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Dave's coworker adjourns to the little boys' room.
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Dave enters the little boys' room. He goes to the left stall, noting the right is already occupied.
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Dave's coworker picks up his newspaper, and prepares to do his business.
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Dave unbuckles, pulls down, sits down. He wishes there was a newspaper for him to read. Customarily, there
is
a newspaper in the left stall, but the occupant of the right stall appears to have liberated it.
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After finishing his article, Dave's coworker begins to let loose.
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Dave begins to let loose. From under the wall dividing the stalls, just as Dave's business is about to begin,
a defeaning fart emerges. "PPBbBBthththt!!!!!"
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Dave's coworker lets loose a deafening fart. "PPBbBBthththt!!!!!"
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Dave looks up, confused. He knows he didn't feel anything come out, but the sound (which was so loud, it
appeared to come from within Dave's own stall) suggests otherwise.
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Dave's coworker utters a quiet sigh of relief.
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Dave tries again.
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"PPBbBBPPBBBPth!!!!!"
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Dave is confused. What is malfunctioning, his ears or his sphincter nerves?
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Another inaudable, content sigh.
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Dave pushes.
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"Pbbbpptththt!!!!!!"
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Dave checks the toilet. Nothing there. He pauses.
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Dave's coworker gathers his strength.
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Dave tries again. A meek, tentative push.
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"Pssvvvttt"
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Pause.
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Pause.
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Push.
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"Pfffttt"
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Pause.
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Pause...
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Paauusse...
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Paauusse...
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Pauuuuuuuuse...
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"PPpBLATTTTTppfftttshshsht!!!"
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"A-ha!!" thinks Dave.
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"Pbbbshth!!!" "PPFffffttblllaaat!!!!" "Sppllltittt ttHGNGNGTHTHTgh chchchchc PPTT ppppttt!!!!"
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Dave smiles, relieved. His sphincter nerves haven't failed him after all!
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"BLLATTT!!! BLAPPPPOW!!! BZZZChhhhpppt!!!!"
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Now that all the confusion has been cleared up, Dave finally lets loose. "Pbbbt." "Ptthhhhhh."
"Szzszzszzpbt."
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Dave's coworker lets loose his grand finale, a trumpet fanfare followed by a dwindling buzz, similar to the sound
bagpipes make as they deflate. "BLAAA!!!aaa TTaaaaTT!!mmm nnnn nnnnn nnnnnnnnzzzzz zzssssww wwwwmmmwwwmmm."
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"Whew!" Dave wipes his brow with relief, and then wipes his ass with toilet paper.
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"Man!!!" Dave's coworker wipes the sweat from his brow, and then wipes the leftovers from his brown eye.
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Dave sits quietly, patiently waiting for his coworker to leave. There is no way he wants to make eye contact
with whoever that was!
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Dave's coworker puts down the newspaper, stands up, pulls up, washes up, and leaves.
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